Posted by sigismund on October 19, 2011, at 2:44:11
In reply to Re: in a very dark place.. please someone talk with me, posted by Lamdage22 on October 18, 2011, at 18:38:44
Our capacity and need for love is often a torment to us. It would be so much easier if we were machines. I don't know how you let go of this sort of thing, and now I recall that you do not want to, not that it matters because it is out of your hands, if my experience is any guide. Some things just get dulled by time. My father died more than 30 years ago, and though I spend no time hating him, every so often a flash of resentment mixed with a tinge of regret passes over me. I guess that is what passes for progress? A wise man told me back then to try to accept my parents as they were....that they would never and could never give me what I wanted and needed. Now, so much later I find I can accept this in the case of my mother, though not in the case of my father. Perhaps feeling resentment toward him is more enjoyable for me. With my mother my feelings are more complicated and some compassion comes naturally. Don't really know why? Perhaps I knew her much better? Not sure.
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